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The Happy Birthday of Death
Contributor(s): Corso, Gregory (Author)
ISBN: 0811200272     ISBN-13: 9780811200271
Publisher: New Directions Publishing Corporation
OUR PRICE:   $12.56  
Product Type: Paperback
Published: January 1960
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BISAC Categories:
- Poetry | American - General
Dewey: 811.54
LCCN: 59015018
Physical Information: 0.28" H x 5.17" W x 7.92" (0.25 lbs) 92 pages
 
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It is true that he has been one of the inner circle of the 'Beats' from the first, but many admirers of his poetry feel that it belongs quite as much to other and older traditions in world literature. One of these is the revival of pure poetry whenever an "original"--be it Rimbaud or Whitman--has broken with current verse conventions to give free rein to the magic of language. Another is that ancient pre-occupation of poets--the sense of the immediacy of death. Like Villon or Dylan Thomas, Corso lives close to the mystery of death. It is, perhaps, his central theme, on which variations ranging from the terrible to the comic are sounded. But Corso is seldom macabre. A bursting vitality always carries him back to the sensations of the living, though always it is the reality behind the obvious which has caught his eye. "How I love to probe life," Corso has written, "That's what poetry is to me, a wondrous prober... It's not the metre or measure of a line, a breath; not 'law' music; but the assembly of great eye sounds placed into an inspired measured idea."

Contributor Bio(s): Corso, Gregory: - Gregory Corso (1930-2001) was abandoned by his mother a month after his birth at St. Vincent's Hospital in New York. Growing up in foster care and on the streets of Little Italy, Corso was a juvenile delinquent who spent time in Clinton Correctional Facility, in the cell recently vacated by gangster "Lucky" Luciano. An aspiring poet, Corso was taken under the wing of Jack Kerouac and Allen Ginsberg, and became the youngest member of the Beat Generation's inner circle, with whom he lived and work in the Beat Hotel, a lodging house in Paris, during the late fifties. There he created one of his signature works, "Bomb", a poem composed of typewritten strips of paper arranged in the shape of a mushroom cloud. Late in life, Corso became reunited with his mother and maintained a close relationship with her until his death.